Sam's eyes bugged out as she was shot once again, this time tearing a furrow in her left shoulder, but she didn't relax her body, instead waiting that last final moment for the sight picture to line up like magic before pulling the trigger, the hammer slamming forward to strike the firing pin, pushing it to dent the tiny container full of volatile chemicals, setting off the reaction that sent a .45 Long Colt caliber bullet streaking down the seven inch barrel, flying straight and true through the air.
A moment later, Sam would fall to the ground, her scrawny body wracked in pain, not having much to cushion or deaden a gunshot wound.
(1-15 is a miss, 16-30 is another graze, 31-45 is a minor limb shot, 46-60 is a major limb, 61-75 is a severe body shot, 76-90 is a mortal wound, 91-100 is a headshot.)
A moment later, Sam would fall to the ground, her scrawny body wracked in pain, not having much to cushion or deaden a gunshot wound.
(1-15 is a miss, 16-30 is another graze, 31-45 is a minor limb shot, 46-60 is a major limb, 61-75 is a severe body shot, 76-90 is a mortal wound, 91-100 is a headshot.)
rolled 1d100 and got 5
The bullet flew over him. He quickly stood up, tossing the rilfe away, and pulled out his lever action shotgun from behind his waist. He aimed and fired at her.
1-15 is a miss, 16-30 is another graze, 31-45 is a minor limb shot, 46-60 is a major limb, 61-75 is a severe body shot, 76-90 is a mortal wound, 91-100 is a headshot.
1-15 is a miss, 16-30 is another graze, 31-45 is a minor limb shot, 46-60 is a major limb, 61-75 is a severe body shot, 76-90 is a mortal wound, 91-100 is a headshot.
rolled 3d100 and got 143
Tiberius wrote:
The bullet flew over him. He quickly stood up, tossing the rilfe away, and pulled out his lever action shotgun from behind his waist. He aimed and fired at her.
1-15 is a miss, 16-30 is another graze, 31-45 is a minor limb shot, 46-60 is a major limb, 61-75 is a severe body shot, 76-90 is a mortal wound, 91-100 is a headshot.
1-15 is a miss, 16-30 is another graze, 31-45 is a minor limb shot, 46-60 is a major limb, 61-75 is a severe body shot, 76-90 is a mortal wound, 91-100 is a headshot.
(Forget last roll)
rolled 1d100 and got 72
Sam let out a sort of strangled whimper, having already been on the ground and beaten when he shot her. With her left eye open and her right closed, she weakly tried to touch where it hurt, but found that her left side didn't seem to work at all. Summoning the strength to lift her head, the hermit cracked her good eye open and looked, seeing no less than four bloody holes in her shirt where the shotgun pellets had torn into her. Letting her head fall back, Sam took a deep breath and closed her right eye once again, focusing on not passing out.
Tiberius stood above her. He didn't brother saying anything, he didn't want to. He was hurt and tired of this game. He took careful aim and fired at point blank range with his shotgun. "Sorry..." He said lowering the shotgun to his side.
In a bright flash, the shimmering light from before envelopes both the bloody corpse of Sam Wilson and Tiberius, transporting them far away.
Sam woke with a scream, startling the night birds around her. Looking about, the burned woman patted herself down quickly, then sighed and placed her head in her hands, her body tense until she let out a chuckle. "Just a nightmare... What a dick, shootin' me when I'm down." Shaking her head, the hermit laid back down, turning her back to the glowing coals of her fire and going back to sleep.
(guessing I win right?)
(Yep! Congratulation!)
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